The Friday Cat and Mouse Report

The herd next store has gone all Great Warrior Jungle Cats on Jen lately. It’s mouse carnage central over there. Mind you, like us, Jen and Oni never actually see mice in there house so, we’re pretty sure Rosie, Thelma and Skitter are dialing up the mouse outcall services. Again. The three of them seem to be working as a team now too.

Rotten beasts.

And, OK, OK, the blood's photoshopped in the rodent coroner pic above right but Jen said she def saw a big smear of blood.

In other herd news, I finally realized why Greta looks so familiar. She’s Skitter’s father. Yup, Greta’s definitely a boy AND she’s the boy who was haunting our porch way back when Trixie was a soon to be tamed feral visitor. Truth be told, Trixie was never feral. At the first opportunity she dashed into our house and refused to leave. She found a nice pillow perch and that was that (she now has a very nice home over in Mission Hill).

So...yup, Greta’s the cad who got our Trixie up the spout.

Clearly I need to get The Amazing Bob to come up with a new name for her...I mean him.